‘You undo me’, I think you said. ‘I love how you always want me.’
Your golden hair, sun-kissed shoulders, wide bright eyes
Feeling blessed, I said, ‘I want to crash my spaceship into your Sun.’
You gasped and squeezed me: your lava burned through my veins
I roughly used your hips to thrust deep inside, again and again … until
until there was an earthquake far out and deep in the ocean
A steady surge, a vacuum forming, then …
A Christmas Day tsunami scale of devastation
As our bodies dissolved in the furnace of our desire
Until all that remained was the breath of angels in love
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